A time there was 'ere England's griefs began.
When every rood of ground maintained its man;
For him light labor spread her wholesome store,
Just gave what life required and nothing more;
His best companions, innocence and health,
And his best riches, ignorance of wealth.
— OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Deserted Village.
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